Eric Ashford Poet Free verse

Years Later

Many years after leaving London
I return to the city 
it is still dreaming of better days.

I am burdened with landscaped memories,
recordings taken with out-of-date electronics;
one is a Betamax video player,
the other by a VHS machine, next a DVD
that has no space for recollections.
An elderly Vauxhall Astra follows me
like an ever faithful dog.

The metropolis 
is built on the  brick-dust of era’s,
The young look dazed,
as if worm-holes in the River Thames
had closed
leaving them stranded here. 

I imagine that nightly,
an older populace hang upside-down
from bell-tower rafters
to dream of Imperial Lions.

I have recorded the trip
on that clunky Betamax;
only I have the arcane skills
to operate it.

Back in Ohio
I store London in its original box,
then make my way downstairs
to photograph my wife
with a once brand new 
polaroid camera.

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